The Cycle

[Intro]

Get money—

Get money—

Get money—

Cole—

Fuck bitches

You stupid

[Verse 1]

There's more to life

Than money and women

Well, that's funny—I'm kidding

What an ugly tradition

But I'm 24, I make dummy decisions

I got a lot to learn

But honey I'm stuck at attention

I'm with my homies

And my homies been bloodin' and crippin'

(Not really) Down in the city

Back where 50 was thuggin' and pimpin'

(That's true) Something in the water

It's looking lovely for fishing

That's why my nigga said

"Tonight I'm gon' fuck me some bitches"

I said, "Wait, wait—like plural?"

"Like you gon' pipe down more than one girl?"

"You sure bro?"

Two women, one picturе that's a mural

Land full of women

Hood niggas living rural

Zorro, without the Z's on me

I rеally don't complain

Cause can't nobody sleep on me

Well except you shorty

I'm drunk as fuck

But I ain't gon' forget you shorty

Plus the money coming shortly

What can I get you shorty?

[Pre-Chorus]

A dollar bill?

Your wallet filled?

Cause I get more green

Than a soccer field

Balenciaga heels?

A house on the hill?

Cause I get more green

Than a crocodile

How 'bout the hottest wheels?

Damn, I gotta chill

[Chorus]

Fuck bitches, get money

That's the cycle still

(Get money)

Fuck bitches, get money

That's the cycle still

(Get money)

Fuck bitches, get money—

[Verse 2]

Look, there's more to life

Than money and women

Well—Biggie got women

Cause Puffy had vision

Puff Daddy I mean

Luck landed on me

Now I practice what they preach

And I studied tradition

What an ugly tradition

But I'm 24, I make dummy decisions

She been mad at me for days

But still wants me to visit

Like she still want me to slide

After she caught me slipping

I told her I could spend the night

But tomorrow I'm dippin'

I'm Scottie Pippin' if you feeling shy

You ain't got no rhythm

But you still a vibe

I just made another thousand

And put it aside

It ain't a lot 'til you realize

I put it aside for the fifth time this month

So you can summarize

My Summer rise, another couple times

What a lovely life

Girls, weed, money, wine

What you need?

I could get it for you a hundred times

[Pre-Chorus]

A dollar bill?

Your wallet filled?

Cause I get more green

Than a soccer field

Balenciaga heels?

A house on the hill?

Cause I get more green

Than a crocodile

How 'bout the hottest wheels?

Damn, I gotta chill

[Chorus]

Fuck bitches, get money

That's the cycle still

(Get money)

Fuck bitches, get money

That's the cycle still

(Get money)

Fuck bitches, get money—